I know love and lust don't always keep the same company.

He's got to let go of you sometime.

For a second I was just a kid – a kid who had lived all of his life in the same tiny town. Just a child. Because I knew I would have to live a lot more, suffer a lot more, to ever understand the searing agony in Edward’s eyes.

"You are the noblest, purest creature I've ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you," he whispered.

I have to step out for a second. Don’t do anything funny while I’m gone.

It was sort of the pattern to my life - I'd never been strong enough to deal with the things outside my control, to attack the enemies or outrun them. To avoid the pain. Always human and weak, the only thing I'd ever been able to do was keep going. Endure. Survive.

It's easier to come up with new stories than it is to finish the ones you already have. I think every author would feel that way.